Saturday, January 31, 2009

and the pages of cities by sean s

after white spaces by maitresse

pages used to
be bound by medieval glue.
trade routes.

now it is markup
the index to you no longer between (you)
but in (me).

the hiccup of a knife
point between
the materiél
ancient letters (threads, roads) shudder,

now you, the nearness of you is the

parting me to reveal yourself.

we are closing with our indices.

the aether learning to read.

one day, the tattoos
will be coded into my cells

all skin will rise from earth
written through

and through

each other.

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